Meditations for the Feast of St. James the Apostle (May 3):
"A man who listens to the message but never acts upon it is like one who looks in a mirror at the face nature gave him. He glances at himself and goes away, and at once forgets what he looked like." (James 1:23)
(2/6) "A man may think he is religious but if he has no control over his tongue he is deceiving himself; that man's religion is futile. The kind of religion which is without stain or fault is this: go to to the help of orphans and widows in their distress..." (1:26-27)
“I suspect that, deep down, they know Francis is right, and it scares the living daylights out of them, requiring a conversion of heart, as well as mind, that they desperately wish to avoid.” Heresy accusation letter, deconstructed ncronline.org/news/opinion/d… via @ncronline
“I hate, I despise your feasts!
I cannot stand the stench of your solemn assemblies...Take away from Me the noise of your songs!
I will not listen to the music of your harps. But let justice roll on like a river, and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream.” Amos 5
St. Antoninus (1389-1459), a Dominican prior before his appointment as archbishop of Florence was widely respected as a reforming bishop. He was appointed by Pius II to a commission charged with reforming the Roman Curia. He died before completing the task, which remains ongoing.
Wow! This (from 7/16) has held up remarkably (depressingly well). @yourauntemma (Elizabeth Mika’s) analysis of the psychopathology of malignant narcissism provides a consistently reliable guide to our times. Consistent with @Comey essay on the corrupting effect on others.
What’s happening on the American political stage now is what happens in all organizations run by character-disordered individuals: a willful and spontaneous collusion of sycophantic followers with a deeply immoral and inherently destructive leader.
medium.com/@Elamika/the-pivo…
Adelaide de Bethune, Catholic Worker artist, who died 4/1 2002, owed her professional name to a typo. She had sent a selection of her drawings to the CW, signing her name A. de Bethune. When it appeared as Ade she liked the sound and kept it. Dorothy Day embraced her work.
Dorothy asked her to draw pictures of the saints. She showed saints engaged in the chores and business of daily life, as well works of mercy. DD: "To Ade the holy man was the whole man, the man of integrity, who not only tried to change the world but to live in it as it was."
Ade: "When I am hungry and eat a good meal for the glory of God, it's a work of mercy...all the more so when I cook a square meal for my family and afterward sweep the kitchen. It is all the more a work of mercy when I do it for a stranger; still more when I do it for my enemy."
Working until the day she died on the feast of St. Joseph the Worker, Ade was buried in a coffin she had designed for herself and kept always in her bedroom. "The Saints are Christ...Whether in death or in work theirs is the Spirit of Christ. Their fruits are love, peace, joy."
Another reflection that pivots from trying to understand Trump to the question of his corrupting hold over others. Opinion | How conservatives rationalize their surrender to Trump washingtonpost.com/opinions/…
@Comey offers important insight into how service of the Great Leader draws people into a web of complicity from which there is no escape. A kind of moral black hole. He has essentially done the same with the GOP. The question is whether the whole country will meet this fate.
A suit! This only gets worse. I can remember where I parked my car, and my pants are in my middle school locker--for which I have forgotten the combination!!
"...this little paper is addressed. It is printed to call their attention
to the fact that the Catholic church has a social program—to let them know that there are men of God who are working not only for their spiritual but for their material welfare."
Acknowledging the paper's precarious status, she said it was "cheering to remember that Jesus Christ wandered the earth with no place to lay His Head," and that the disciples "wandered through cornfields picking the ears from the stalks wherewith to make their frugal meals."
The Catholic Worker lives on, today celebrating 86 years of precarious existence, fulfilling Dorothy's hope to "make a synthesis reconciling body and soul, this world and the next." @DayGuild